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Wang Mas immediately sent someone to investigate He Mu's movements. The investigation shows that he took a long-distance bus and left the local area this morning, less than 3 hours away from now!
I sent the bag containing the pear back for fingerprint and DNA extraction. As long as the fingerprints of the girl or her brother-in-law Liu Sen are found on this plastic bag, it can prove that the pear bag comes from the crime scene and He Mu is the murderer.
Wang Mas did not return to the scene again. He and his colleagues received a message on the road and were unwilling to wait for the fingerprint results. The car turned around and headed directly towards Wucheng.
"If we let him run back to his hometown and drill into the mountain, we will have more trouble." This kind of thing is not rare in his criminal police career. It took Wang Maasi 26 days to catch the last guy who fled thousands of miles.
The long-distance bus is not fast and there are passengers on the way. Wang Mas thinks he can intercept He Mu before the bus enters Wucheng.
An hour and a half after Wang Mas set off, the comparison result of the fingerprint test came out, and there were indeed the girl's fingerprints on the plastic bag. Wang Mas's decisive move bought valuable time for the arrest. I told Wang Mas the test results as soon as possible. After receiving the confirmation, Wang Mas said lightly on the phone, 'I knew it was him.'"
Before hanging up the phone, I only reminded one thing: 'Be careful, pay attention to safety.'"
Wang Mas hung up his phone and pressed the accelerator of the old Nissan car to the bottom. The old car, which could break down at any time while driving, was driven at an astonishing speed on the highway by him. After Wang Mas returned, he told me, 'I feel like I'm still very young.'"
In the afternoon, at the rest stop on Linzhou Expressway, Wang Mas caught up with the bus carrying He Mu. This is the last time the bus stopped halfway before arriving in Wucheng, almost causing him to run away.
Before getting off the car, Wang Mas pulled out the Type 92 pistol from his waist, withdrew from the magazine again to check the bullet, loaded it, and opened the safety.
He and his colleague exchanged a glance and touched the side of the bus together. The driver was dozing off by lowering the backrest, while He Mu in the back seat was burying his head and holding a bowl of instant noodles in his hand.
Wang Mas gestured and rushed forward with his colleague, pointing a gun at him and shouting, 'Police, don't move!'"
Seeing Wang Mas holding a gun, He Mu let out a loud cry, shook his hand, and a bowl of instant noodles was placed on him, causing him to collapse in his seat.
The highly tense escape and the sudden appearance of Wang Mas completely shattered He Mu's will to resist. On the way back, he confessed all the details of the crime.
After extracting any possible physical evidence left on He Mu, I sat on a chair in the interrogation room and spent seven or eight minutes reading the interrogation transcript that Wang Ma Si had just completed, which was much longer than the regular transcript.
On the last page, it is written crookedly: 'I have read the above transcript and it is consistent with what I said.' Following it is He Mu's signature and pressed fingerprint.
I finally breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this line of handwriting and that tightly pressed fingerprint.
Did you kill her just because she ignored you? "I looked up at the man handcuffed on the iron chair with some confusion.
Di is not a good person. He takes different men back all day and ignores me. Can those two men do whatever I want or not? "He Mu, sitting across from me, blurted out with a natural expression.
He didn't feel that he was wrong, he just regretted that it wasn't worth it to end up losing himself for this woman.
When the girl moved in, He Mu had already lived here for 5 days. He can only afford this kind of short-term rental housing without a deposit, and is busy looking for jobs and finding ways to get some money.
When he accidentally passed by on the hallway, he thought of his new neighbor. Young, beautiful, and stylishly dressed, with a high-end phone, according to him, 'money is at first sight'.
He created opportunities to meet girls by chance. Every day when he meets her, he looks at her directly, pretends to greet her casually, and follows her back with his gaze until she closes the door.
Several times, he even intentionally opened the door when he heard the sound of a girl opening it, just to say hello to her again and take a few more glances at her.
But in the following seven or eight days, he witnessed the girl and a young boy discussing which wedding dress to choose, and also noticed a middle-aged man picking her up and dropping her off. He believed that the girl on two boats was not a serious person, and that if those two men could hook up with her, he might also have a chance.
But He Mu's conversation has always been ignored. Not only has he not become familiar with the girl, but she also avoids him when she sees him.
After expectations are shattered, resentment and anger are quietly accumulating.
Two days before the incident, in the afternoon, when passing by the first floor, He Mu found that the landlady was not at the front desk, and a bunch of keys were lying on the table. He almost immediately thought of the girl.
With the key to her room, it's convenient to do anything. Others can do it, and I can do it too. "At that moment, he felt fate beckoning him.
He took the key to 203, matched it, and then put it back without anyone noticing. The process went smoothly, and he himself was a little surprised.
He didn't know that the landlady at that time was being tied up in her room by Wei Jianjun, struggling in vain.
The key has been obtained, and the girl's daily routine is already clear, but He Mu hasn't figured out what to do yet.
At this moment, he heard that a robbery had occurred in the building. It turns out it's so simple. With a knife and a rope, you can get money. After the police asked the landlord, they haven't come back and haven't heard of anyone being caught.
Determined, He Mu bought gloves, nylon rope, and transparent glue at the grocery store, and also bought a folding knife and a bottle of cola at the night market.
At 9 o'clock on the night of the incident, he entered the girl's room with the tools he had bought. After anxiously waiting on the chair for half an hour, he fell for the only bed under which he could hide, wanting to give the girl a 'surprise'.
At around 10 o'clock in the evening, the sound of the key turning to unlock the door came from the door, and the girl came back.
He Mu, hiding under the bed, stared at the door. The door opened, but it wasn't just one person coming in. There was also a man behind the girl.
He Mu didn't know who came in, nor did he know how long he had to hide.
Time slowly passes by minute by minute. After the man left, He Mu had been lying under the bed for over an hour. He felt his limbs stiff and couldn't help but flip over. The girl noticed the movement.
Don't argue, I'm just seeking wealth, "He Mu took out the folding knife he carried with him.
The girl was frightened and recognized the person under the bed as a neighbor. He Mu dug out all the money in the girl's handbag, and with the change, it was only over 200 yuan, which was even less than he expected. But at this point, he wanted more than just money.
I'm ready to leave, but I'm afraid you'll scream. "He lied and said he wanted to leave, tying the girl's hands and feet with a rope and sealing her mouth with transparent tape.
He tried to violate the girl, perhaps because he was feeling uneasy. He realized that he had no choice but to think of the cola bottle. Reluctantly, he remembered it.
Amidst the girl's painful cries, He Mu grabbed her neck and looked at her twisted face. At this moment, He Mu had only one thought: he must kill her
He stabbed the folding knife into the girl's chest, and blood gushed out.
When He Mu wanted to leave, he felt his mouth dry again. He found a bag of untouched pears on the table, so he pulled open the bag and picked one up, taking a few bites. Subsequently, he carried the remaining pears and tools of the crime back to his room.
When I asked him when he was ready to attack the girl, he paused for a moment, as if recalling or brewing words.
For the third time, I said hello to her three times during those days, but she didn't respond to me. It's not a big deal
On the day the landlady was robbed, the key placed on the table showed him a chance to succeed.
This killer is no different from other killers caught in recent years, neither crazy nor overly cautious.
However, he reminds me of those guys I saw earlier years who lacked common sense and specialized skills. This society has not yet taught them the correct way to survive.
So they chose the most brutal methods - theft, robbery, deception, and even murder. They just naively believe that if others can, then I can too. As for being caught by the police, it is simply not within their scope of consideration.
In recent years, such people have been sent to prison one after another, and those who have committed serious crimes continue to serve their sentences. Those whose crimes are not so serious also find that the rough methods used in the past are becoming increasingly unsuitable for the current city.
Surveillance is everywhere, and ordinary people no longer have much cash to rob, causing many to suppress their evil thoughts.
But He Mu is obviously the type of person who does not repent. With a criminal record of theft, as soon as he discovers an opportunity to commit a crime, he will release his malice and say, 'They can do it, and so can I.'.
When I asked He Mu why he had to kill the girl, he lifted his previously drooping head, glanced at me, and casually said, 'She recognized me. If you don't kill her, you can't escape. If you catch her, you'll have to squat for at least 10 years.'"
In their view, there is no need to weigh between serving 10 years in prison and being on the run.
The crime of robbery and murder, spoken from his mouth, was particularly plain, without hysterical curses or even any emotional fluctuations.
I want to condemn and curse him for the girl, but I know it's meaningless and He Mu won't repent.
I walked over and checked He Mu's shackles again, pressing the handcuffs and ankle shackles that were already tightly fastened two more grids. I think this might make him feel a little bit of the pain of being bound and restrained.
As long as we are here, they cannot, and neither can He Mu.